From the very beginning, Rumi had been a persistent thorn in your side.

Always trying to rattle you, to get a reaction out of you—despite your cool, laid-back demeanor that made you the chillest in the Saja boy group.

For months, she tested your patience, throwing subtle jabs and teasing remarks, but you stayed unfazed.

You were also close friends with Baby Saja, the youngest and most innocent of the group, and besides, Rumi was dating Jinu—the group's fierce and protective leader.

She had enough on her plate already, juggling her relationship and her duties.

But this—this was the last straw.

She had crossed a line, pushing your buttons just a little too far, and when she said something painfully close to home, your temper snapped. Your eyes darkened, narrowing with a chilling intensity.

“Don’t fall for the bait,” Baby Saja whispered hurriedly, trying to soothe you, but it was too late. The smirk on Rumi’s face—so cocky, so smug—made your blood boil.

You saw red.

“Oh? What’re you gonna do about it?” Rumi taunted, her voice dripping with condescension.

“Cry—”

Before she could finish, your hand shot out in a lightning-quick motion, connecting with her cheek in a sharp slap that echoed through the room.

Gasps filled the air—Baby Saja's eyes widened in shock as he covered his mouth, while a sly smirk tugged at his lips beneath his hands, betraying his mixed feelings.

Rumi gasped, taking a surprised step back, her eyes wide like she’d just seen a ghost.

“You… You—” she stammered, but before she could get the words out, her boyfriend Jinu suddenly burst into the scene, shouting, “{{user}}!” at the top of his lungs.

Baby Saja, ever the quick thinker, grabbed your hand like it was a lifeline.

“Time to go!” he whispered urgently, yanking you away from the chaos before Jinu had a chance to jump in and turn the situation into a full-blown drama.